Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

Duan Zhengchun hid in the branches of a towering tree, gazing at the eerie ancient temple before him, and couldn't help but frown.

Logically speaking, the Vajra Sect should have known he was on his way, but judging from the current situation, they seemed to be completely unprepared, which is illogical!

He suspected that there were countless traps waiting for him inside! The seemingly peaceful and unremarkable ancient temple was actually a large, open net, just waiting for him to walk into it.

But he couldn't wait, and he had no other choice. If Liu Chuxuan and the others were still alive, every moment of delay would put them in greater danger!

After a moment of contemplation, Duan Zhengchun no longer hesitated. He covered himself with a black cloth, leaped down, and landed on the roof of a grand hall in a few bounds.

The ancient temple was so large that it was impossible to tell where people were being held, so he could only keep moving from rooftop to rooftop, trying to find any clues.

Just as Duan Zhengchun was at a loss, the door of a low house suddenly opened, and a figure covering his buttocks ran out quickly and headed towards the backyard.

Judging from the other person's attire, he resembled a Shaolin monk somewhat, but he was not a monk.

This Vajra sect seems to have some connection with Buddhism.

After a brief hesitation, Duan Zhengchun followed silently.

Soon, the man hurriedly went into the backyard outhouse, followed by a series of loud farting sounds, as if he had eaten something bad.

Hearing the noise, Duan Zhengchun, who was hiding on the roof, frowned and showed his disgust.

After a long while, the man finally pulled up his pants, walked out of the latrine exhausted, and muttered something as he returned the way he came.

Duan Zhengchun seized the opportunity, swooped down from the roof like a ghost, grabbed the man by the throat, and quickly pushed him under the eaves.

Upon seeing Duan Zhengchun suddenly appear, the man was already pale with fright and his face was full of panic.

"I'll ask you a question, you answer it. If you get even one word wrong, you're dead!"

Duan Zhengchun stared coldly at the man's terrified eyes and threatened him in a low voice.

The man nodded immediately, not daring to hesitate for a moment, but perhaps because he was too nervous, a nauseating stench gradually wafted out from behind him.

Duan Zhengchun frowned instantly, and his right hand, which was gripping the man's throat, subconsciously increased its force, wishing he could strangle him to death on the spot!

The man gave a wry smile, quickly put on an apologetic expression, raised his hands, and looked on with pleading eyes.

"Are the captured Quanzhen Sect members alive or dead?!"

Duan Zhengchun pinched his nose with his left hand, loosened his grip slightly with his right, and questioned in a cold voice.

"Alive...still alive..."

The man immediately nodded affirmatively.

"Where are they being held?!"

Duan Zhengchun secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to press for answers.

The man suddenly became speechless, looked embarrassed, and subconsciously glanced around.

Duan Zhengchun squinted and increased the pressure with his right hand!

"I...I said..."

Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengchun released his right hand again.

"The person is being held in a dungeon by the cliff behind the mountain..."

The man's lips trembled, his eyes darting around, as he answered in a low voice.

After receiving the answer, Duan Zhengchun narrowed his eyes, and with a sudden burst of force from his right hand, he snapped the man's neck. Then, just as the man had instructed, he quickly made his way to the back of the mountain.

"puff..."

But just a few steps later, he heard another fart behind him. It must have been that after the man was killed, his anus was weak, and the foul air in his abdomen was no longer able to be contained, so it all rushed out of his body.

Duan Zhengchun cursed inwardly, quickened his pace, leaped onto the roof, and headed straight for the back mountain.

No sooner had he left than a large number of Vajra Sect disciples armed with weapons suddenly appeared in the courtyard. After discovering the man's body, they immediately scattered and searched everywhere for the intruder's whereabouts.

Not long after, Duan Zhengchun finally found the cliffside dungeon that the man had mentioned. From the outside, it looked somewhat similar to the dungeon found in the mansion of a high-ranking Mongolian official in the capital of Dali. It also had a hidden door as a cover, and four strong guards with large iron hammers were guarding the door.

To enter the dungeon and rescue Liu Chuxuan and the others, they must first deal with the four guards at the entrance, which is almost impossible to do without alerting anyone.

Moreover, the dungeon is built on the edge of a cliff with only one exit. Behind it is a sheer drop. Even if people can be rescued, they will have to leave through the main gate of the Vajra Sect, which means they will have to fight their way out!

By any measure, this is almost an impossible task!

After surveying the entire terrain, Duan Zhengchun returned along the original route, intending to go back and make a careful plan before proceeding, because he only had one chance, and the ancient temple was filled with eeriness tonight, and there was likely some trap waiting for him.

However, just as he was about to fly over the rows of rooftops and leave the mountain, a sudden whooshing sound came from the side, followed by a cold light rushing towards his face!

Duan Zhengchun's expression changed drastically. He quickly twisted his waist and dodged to the side, almost clearly seeing a sharp, three-edged dagger flash past his eyes!

A thin iron chain was attached to the hilt of the short knife. After the knife missed its target, the chain trembled, and the short knife was instantly pulled back!

Duan Zhengchun stopped and turned to look coldly. He then saw a middle-aged man with a full beard standing in front of him, wearing a string of fist-sized Buddhist beads around his neck and having eyes as big as copper bells!

In his hand, he was holding an iron chain, with a gleaming triangular dagger attached to each end!

Duan Zhengchun was very familiar with the style of that short knife, as it was not the first time he had seen it!

At the same time, footsteps rose all around, and dozens of Vajra Sect disciples swarmed in, quickly surrounding Duan Zhengchun. They were all fierce-looking and eager to make a move.

Duan Zhengchun glanced to the side and knew that these people had been hiding in the shadows all along, waiting for him to appear!

It turns out that the other party had indeed set a trap and was waiting for him to walk right into it!

Although this ancient temple exudes an aura related to Buddhism, it does not seem to be a truly pure place. True Buddhist disciples would not all be carrying sharp weapons and looking like they want to devour people.

"Although the master's prayer beads are broken around his neck, he has a fierce and menacing look, with murderous intent in his eyes. It seems that the Vajra Sect is full of imposters!"

Duan Zhengchun sized up the middle-aged man, a disdainful sneer appearing on his lips.

"shut up!"

"The Vajra Sect is a sacred site of the Western Regions' Tantric Buddhism. Since you dare to trespass, don't even think about leaving alive!"

The middle-aged man's eyes widened, and he shouted sternly.

Duan Zhengchun sneered, "You want to kill me? You think you can stop me by setting a trap?"

The middle-aged man's face was ashen. He didn't argue with Duan Zhengchun and said in a deep voice, "The people from the Fanyin Town post station and the people from the Qimeng Pavilion in Luntai Town all died at your hands, didn't they?!"

Duan Zhengchun did not deny it, and nodded with a smile, never taking the middle-aged man seriously from beginning to end.

"A life for a life! Then leave your life behind! Want to save someone? Wishful thinking!"

The middle-aged man shouted and charged directly at Duan Zhengchun. With a flick of his iron chain, two triangular short swords whistled towards Duan Zhengchun! One aimed for his face, the other for his abdomen! The speed was incredible!

Duan Zhengchun put away his mocking smile, leaped backward, drew his long sword from his waist, and swiftly deflected the short knife aimed at his face. Then, leaning back to the limit, he accurately kicked the second short knife aimed at his abdomen!

Seeing his moves easily neutralized by Duan Zhengchun, the middle-aged man roared angrily, his figure flashed, and he drew both swords again!

However, Duan Zhengchun had already leaped backward. He came to save people, not to fight. Since he couldn't save them today, he would leave first and make other plans later.

The middle-aged man, his face contorted with rage, pursued relentlessly, repeatedly hurling his dagger!

But Duan Zhengchun suddenly turned halfway around, and his right index finger instantly pointed out! Immediately afterwards, a sharp burst of energy struck the short sword directly!

The flying dagger almost injured the middle-aged man himself. After he deflected it, he looked at Duan Zhengchun again, but it was too late to catch up. He could only stare in frustration.

A group of Vajra Sect disciples shouted and tried to stop Duan Zhengchun from leaving, but Duan Zhengchun swung his long sword and almost easily rushed through the crowd, leaving only screams and wails behind!

Immediately afterwards, people wounded by the longsword were seen tumbling and falling from the rooftops!

When the other disciples tried to give chase, they found that Duan Zhengchun had already disappeared.

A trap that was originally carefully set for Duan Zhengchun was easily resolved by him, and he left unharmed.

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